Telling myself not to be disappointed with my run on Sunday morning was almost impossible.
I knew I was about to run a fever and what not, but I didn’t push nor exert myself either, and I’m not too sure what this foretells for my 42.
Frankly, it’s this nagging feeling that worries me.. What if I can’t even complete that 42? Would I be crawling back? Should I be training harder?
The myriad of questions are near endless.
Doesn’t help that my leg isn’t cooperating and cramping up whenever it feels like it too.